Chapter 271: decisive battle

Seeing his anger, the medic did not dare to sting anymore, and quickly retreated. Xiao Fengqing looked at Nie Wushuang, who was motionless in his account. He couldn't help but be angry, took off his outer shirt and took off the thick bandage, so he had to change his medicine. With a knot on the bandage, he took the knot into a dead knot without paying attention, but he couldn't undo the next hand, but he got a wound and caused a lot of pain.
His temper was always weird, and his temper was very upset, and his face was pale with pain, and he refused to ask for help. He was pulling, his arm warmed, and Nie Wushuang had held his hand.
She glanced at Xiao Fengqing's pale face and lowered her eyes: "Wu Shuang will change medicine for your Highness."
Xiao Fengqing smiled angrily: "My King doesn't need you to be kind."
Nie Wushuang held his hand, and her beautiful eyes looked cold: "Can His Highness change his medicine with one hand?"
Xiao Fengqing was annoyed, and was about to retort, and suddenly saw the sleeves on her arm slip, revealing the marks he had burned that night. The annoyance suddenly disappeared. He stared at her eyes and suddenly asked: "Your hand ... ... Does it still hurt? "
Nie Wushuang removed the old medicine pack for him and wiped it lightly and gently, and then replaced it with a new one.
"His Royal Highness is really interesting. Obviously it is His Royal Highness's handache. How can I ask Wushuang's handache not to hurt?" Nie Wushuang replied casually.
She did all of this, carefully picking up the cleaned bandage and carefully bandaging him. The two approached, and the faint herbs mixed with the unique aroma of Du Ruo in his nose blew into his nose for a moment. With her vest tight, he had embraced her.
Nie Wushuang quietly allowed him to hold, not move, but not to involve his wounds.
"Why are you so embarrassed? Isn't it nice to follow the king?" His mute voice passed into her ears: "Forbearance, this world will eventually be the king and yours."
World? Nie Wushuang laughed suddenly. What does she want in this world? !!
"Your Highness don't think too much, it's important to heal." She broke free from his arms and slowly wrapped him in bandages. In the light that was not bright in his account, his strange deep eyes looked at her overly calm face with inquiry.
"You ..." He just wanted to speak. Nie Wushuang has rebanded him.
"His Royal Highness is ambitious, but right now is the most important thing." Nie Wushuang said lightly: "Whatever the world is, there must be a life to win the world. His Highness must never be in danger."
Xiao Fengqing smiled suddenly: "Are you worried about the king?"
He looked at the handsome flag in his account, which was exchanged for half of his life, and his charming face showed a proud smile: "This battle will surely win!"
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The day after the truce the next day, at night, Nie Wushuang was lying in the clothes and lying on the bed, and Xiao Fengqing was watching the march map and the sand table in the external account, silent. Suddenly, when Nie Wushuang was half asleep and awake, she heard the ground tremble slightly, and she was startled: "Is there a Qin army attack!"
"His Royal Highness ..." She rushed out of the inner tent with loose hair, looking pale: "His Royal Highness, is it Qin Jun ..."
When Xiao Fengqing saw her hair loose, she looked panic, and immediately settled down on her: "No, it is the troops in front of our army who are pulling out ..."
Nie Wushuang relaxed his mind, and then felt that the cold sweat was sweating heavily. She wiped her cold sweat and wanted to smile apologetically to Xiao Fengqing, but she only smiled bitterly: "Wusou is dysfunctional."
Xiao Fengqing watched her silently for a while, and suddenly hugged her horizontally.
"His Royal Highness, your injury!" Nie Wushuang exclaimed.
"Anyway, it's more than enough to hug you." Xiao Fengqing showed a joke. He hugged her into the tent bed and lay down suddenly.
Nie Wushuang calmed the panic in his heart, and said: "Have your Highness slept here tonight?"
Xiao Fengqing looked at her face side by side. Her neckline had exposed a small piece of snow-colored skin because she had just fallen asleep. Along the slightly open neckline, she could see her poorly thin clavicle.
She was so thin these days. His eyes were darkened.
"Sleep." He didn't accidentally tease her. After hearing a word, Nie Wushuang could not help but lie down slowly.
The two lay side by side together on a small bed, and she dared not move in fear of touching his wound.
Xiao Fengqing exhaled a long breath: "Don't be afraid, Qin Jun will not come to raid the barracks again."
Nie Wushuang said, "Well," slightly embarrassed: "Wu Shuang is too grotesque."
His hand touched her eyebrows and stroked silently along the outline of her face. The look in his eyes was like pity and guilt, and she finally couldn't understand him.
"I won't surprise you in the future, won't make you worry, Wushuang, do you believe or not what the King said?" He sighed slightly, shook her hand, and fell a close kiss.
Nie Wushuang looked at his sharp and charming outline under the faint butter lamp, and that unbelief could not be said.
"Sleep." He lifted his head and held her in his arms: "If it goes well, sunset tomorrow, the perimeter of Qixia Pass will be solved, your brother will be safe."
Nie Wushuang listened to his heartbeat, his nose was filled with the faint scent of medicine on his body, and he gradually fell asleep.
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The next day, Nie Wushuang stood up and saw that the camp was empty and empty. It turned out that Xiao Fengqing had exhausted all his forces early and attacked Qixia Pass. Her heart pounded, and Yang brought her food, but she couldn't swallow it for a long time. Yang Zhi also felt her nervousness, sighed, and persuaded: "Mother-in-law, rest assured, Your Highness will surely win!"
Nie Wushuang nodded his head, but his heart was still hesitant before the war.
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On the same day, Xiao Fengqing sent more than 20,000 troops and almost moved. At the same time, Gu Qinghong was attacking with all his strength. Yelutu suffered a shame and shame the day before yesterday. He had a anger in his heart long ago, and no matter what the defense, he ordered 50,000 people to come out to meet Qi and Ying.
Nearly 100,000 horses from the three armies began to kill again, shouting and killing them. Qin Jun was indeed a division of tigers and wolves. Just as the three armies were incomprehensible, Xiao Fengqing was obliquely obscured from the army, tearing a hole from the middle of the Qin army, like a sharp knife that divided the black Qin army into two.
Qin Jun was suddenly out of touch, and Yelutu was frightened. He clearly explored the terrain on all sides of Qixia Pass. How did Xiao Fengqing find this shortcut? These 5,000 soldiers and horses are not false but they are fake. Although their number is small, once they cross-cut from them, they immediately disrupt the Qin army's position. In the war, they are most afraid of orders. Flies can only kill blindly.
"Pose a wild goose!" On a hill, Gu Qinghong faintly ordered. The sturdy drummer on the side suddenly hit the drums, and the length of the drums was short and accurate, which accurately conveyed Gu Qinghong's orders.
Qin Jun, who had lost command from behind, was immediately trapped in the battlefield, separated one by one, and strangled to death.
Xiao Fengqing supervised the battle with wounded, watching Gu Qinghong's formation on the other side, thin lips said: "Come! Do as the king said! Bring the captives!"
"Yes!" The soldiers on the side led back. After a while, Ying Jun suddenly sounded a drum of war, dull, with a sound, as if knocked into the heart of a person. In the killing, Ying Guo's soldiers stepped back suddenly, and Qin Bing, who was so confused by this, couldn't help looking at each other. At this time, the captives who were were pushed out of the Yingjun formation. They were tied together with their hands and feet, and forced to move forward by the sword.
At the first sight, Qin Bing could not help but retreat.
Xiao Fengqing looked at the "human shield" and it really forced Qin Jun to retreat. Haha laughed and ordered: "Cut their hair!"
The Qin people have a strange custom. The upper part of the Qin man's head is twisted into a bun, while the lower part is braided. This braid is a symbol of the courage and strength of the Qin man. He cannot be shaved until death. It would be more painful to lose their braids than to kill them.
When Xiao Fengqing gave an order, the soldier holding Qin Jun received the order, and the knife in his hand waved, and all the braids were cut off. They picked their whip and raised their arms at Qin Jun, who was back and forth. Qin Bing immediately poured water into the pan and attacked with anger, but the captives in front of him immediately became the living human shield in the melee. The tragic death in the sword of the two sides.
"Xiao Fengqing! You despicable villain!" Yelutu watched the soldiers in front of him after the battle, which was led by Xiao Fengqing's shameful tricks, causing the Qin army formation in front of him to be chaotic, strangled and strangled, almost to bite silver tooth.
He wanted to order the rear army to respond, but was stopped by the five thousand surprise attack army. This side Xiao Feng Qing Yin moves frequently, it is a human shield, it is set on fire, and it is a trip to Masso, Qin Jun is immediately confused. And over there, Gu Qinghong's formation was quick and effective, and he ruthlessly and ruthlessly divided and strangled Qin Jun.
In Qixia Guanzhong, Nie Mingzhang also led an army hiding in Guanzhong for more than ten days and attacked the back of Yelutu.
The battle was so dazzling that it was killed, even the sun in the sky was dim.

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